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Winter isn't much here, just a flinching centigrade
Though the grasses all look jaundiced and the poplar branches flayed
Oh-oh, the poplar branches flayed
Before your hysterical silence, you came rapping at my door
With your body as a sacrament, your mind a killing floor
Oh-oh, your mind a killing floor
I've been trying to quell my anger
And not feel bitter about all the darkness you gave
But, as always, there's that device that I cannot disengage
Though the grasses all look jaundiced and the poplar branches flayed
Oh-oh, the poplar branches flayed
Before your hysterical silence, you came rapping at my door
With your body as a sacrament, your mind a killing floor
Oh-oh, your mind a killing floor
I've been trying to quell my anger
And not feel bitter about all the darkness you gave
But, as always, there's that device that I cannot disengage
Just as the Red Terror, you tried to kill what you couldn't reign
And now you're back in Knoxville masturbating your father's pain
Oh-oh, masturbating your father's pain
Stealing from his oration of filth
I repeat the wickedness to force reactions out of you
But it never hurts as deeply as I want it to
I think I'll mix my medicine and explore it 'til I'm dull
You made my sky a graveyard and my moon a funeral
Oh-oh, my moon a funeral
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Now it's just a system of subtraction, oh yeah!
I won't even turn around to notice your reaction
Now it's just a system of subtraction, oh yeah!
I won't even feel the hateful vibing of your faction
Now it's just a system of subtraction
Whatever happened to your star?
Now no one cares who you are
Now, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
You were once beloved by my people
Now it's bad luck to even say your name
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
When I see you, it feels so awkward
I try to be cool, but it's such a drag
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
I waited for you on O'Farrell Street, smelling other people's piss
I bet you think you see me backwards, babe
You ain't even seen the Blikk Fang, babe
It's not acrimonious, now it's only systems of subtraction, oh yeah!
I won't even turn around to look at your reaction
Now it's just a system of subtraction
Whatever happened to your star?
Now no one cares who you are
You used to share my broken throne
Now you sing flat alone
Now, oh-oh, oh-oh
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